When You Were Young Danny Phantom Unidentified Flying Ship (Danny/Wes) Summary: Wes Weston finds himself ten years in the past facing down his teen years on a wild fetch quest for his ghostly boyfriend. Too bad his teen self is doing everything in his power to make his task miserable…and the teenage version of said boyfriend definitely isn’t helping.
(Or: You Won’t Believe How Nostalgic This Author Is For 2005)
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This is the first chapter of my UFS Time Travel, “Blockbuster AU”, plot heavy fic. I’m really excited to finally be sharing this. The fic is done, but I’m still working on editing with my beta (thank you EC for my life). So expect updates every Saturday until it’s done <3
Very little in the way of thoughts except a Bill and Ted’s excellent adventure parody with Clockwork, Danny, Tucker– or star and paulina, or Kwan and Dash
Jack and Maddie’s excellent adventure, except Clockwork is intentionally sending them on a wild goose chase
Summary:Sam meets the seemingly normal Danny at a cafe while trying to avoid her ex. They fall in love and try to build a life together, but only one thing stands in the way of their happiness: the mysterious metal choker that Danny always wears and refuses to take off. Why does he refuse to remove it and why is everyone so cryptic about it?
My next phic phight submission! This is based on an old scary story I read and loved when I was a child. So now you get my Danny Phantom version of this old folk tale. See if you can recognize it!
Prompt:Danny sits at the bar alone, when Sam whispers in his ear. ‘I’m so sorry but can you kiss me, my Ex is here and I really don’t want to talk to him right now.’ (PR185) - for @xsailorsakurax
Prompt: Prosthetic Soul au. Danny dies and his parents use ectoplasm to heal his body. They create a poltergeist, which thinks it actually is Danny, as a prosthetic soul, so their son can live again. (PR064) - for @dp-marvel94
cw: dead Danny Fenton, implied character death, horror elements, Prosthetic Soul AU, Corpse AU (kinda), angst
The story begins on a normal day, in a normal coffee shop, filled with seemingly normal people.
A dark-haired girl sat alone at a table in the center of a coffee shop. She listlessly stirred her coffee as she watched the other patrons. The girl liked to people-watch in the coffee shop. She liked to make up fantastical reasons for their mundane actions. The red-faced man furiously typing wasn’t trying to meet a deadline; he was in a hacking war against a terrorist to preserve national secrets. The three teenagers in the corner whispering to each other weren’t incurable gossips; they were witches casting spells on those who wronged them. The dark-haired boy sitting alone wasn’t just another bored college student like her; he was a dread pirate hiding behind a naive face waiting to whisk someone away into a life of adventure.
The girl thought he was cute.
Her gaze lingered on his haunting blue eyes too long. He noticed. She quickly looked back at her coffee. She tried to look anywhere but his table. She found relief when a new patron entered the coffee shop and she hoped he would provide a distraction. It was not the distraction she wanted. The tall patron with the white, spiked hair was her ex-boyfriend, and the girl panicked. She worked hard to break up with him, for he was clingy and not right for her, and she knew he would sit at her table if he saw her.
In her panic, the girl’s gaze was drawn back to the dark-haired boy alone at a table. An idea formed in her mind, but could she do it? The ex-boyfriend had finished ordering his coffee - she didn’t have much time. She picked up her coffee and her bag and quietly moved over to the boy’s table. He looked at her with curious eyes, and she interrupted any question he might have wanted to ask by leaning forward.
“I know you don’t know me,” she whispered in a rush, “but that’s my ex-boyfriend over there–no don’t look. Can we please pretend we’re dating? And when he turns around, can I kiss you?”
The girl knew she was asking for a lot. She probably wouldn’t do it if someone asked her. She could only hope the boy could hear her desperation.
“I…what?” the boy asked as he pulled back in shock. “You want me to…wait, am I being set up?”
She looked towards the coffee bar. She heard them call his name. He would be turning around soon. “It’s not a set up. Please.”
“I…okay,” the boy agreed.
Just in time, the girl leaned in to press her lips against his. His lips were chilly, but not unpleasantly so, and they tasted like coffee and citrus. She placed her hand on his to sell the act. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the ex-boyfriend walk past them and out of the shop. She broke the kiss and breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you,” she told him, and her smile was honest.
“Oh yeah uh, don’t mention it,” he replied as he ran a hand nervously through his spiked hair. She also found that cute.
That’s when she first noticed the choker. A thin metal band, no taller than an inch, encircled his neck. The light gray metal was etched with dark grooves running in a circuit board pattern. A bright green piece of metal stood out on the side of the band. The boy noticed her eyes linger on the choker, and he averted his gaze. She looked away as well.
“Let me buy you another coffee,” she offered. “Least I can do after that weird request.”
He looked unsure. Maybe she shouldn’t have stared at the choker for so long? Finally he spoke. “Uh yeah, sure. This one was pretty much gone anyway,” he tried to joke.
The girl nodded as she stood. “I’m Sam, by the way.”
“Danny,” the boy introduced.
She bought them both more coffee and sat down at his table again, and they started to talk. They found a similar interest in video games and music. Sam learned that Danny loved space. Danny learned that Sam loved fighting for the environment. Danny admitted he liked Sam’s laugh. Sam admitted she liked Danny’s smile. They spent longer in the coffee shop than either of them planned.
As they talked, the girl’s eyes were drawn to the choker. The part of her mind that spun up wild stories for normal things supplied her with unhelpful reasons for why he’d be wearing the choker. Finally she asked him about the metal choker, and he just shrugged.
“My parents told me to never take it off, so I won’t.”
Okay so the part of Vlad’s backstory where he’s obsessed with Maddie and is being a total incel about it? Whack, terrible, hate it (hate the fact that it’s played for laughs half the time even more but that’s Butch’s problem not mine) but the part of Vlad’s backstory where he hates Jack for causing the accident hits differently post covid. (well, we’re not post covid yet but you get what I mean)
And I’m not saying that Jack is a terrible person for doing that or that he deserves to die about it because it was an accident (and a stellar example of why you shouldn’t have food or drinks in the lab) and honestly Jack is a good friend and if Vlad had bothered to try and talk to them then they could’ve made up.
But maybe it’s the part where I walked out on my old job after they exposed me and several other employees to covid via negligence and breaking city and state law to host a maskless wedding attended by about a hundred of their rich donors, maybe it’s the part where I spent the three months that my state was anywhere close to a real lockdown in my room like a responsible citizen, and maybe it’s the part where I actually got covid (due to the exposure previously stated) over the holidays in 2020 and didnt have any in-person contact with anyone for two weeks as a result on top of being constantly anxious and hypervigilant about my symptoms because I didn’t want to wait to go to a doctor if they got more severe than they did and even though I had a mild case I’m still experiencing health problems that while I don’t know if covid caused them they certainly weren’t there before I got it, but if my best friend, even through negligence, had put me in the hospital with a rare condition that nearly killed me and apparently has the possibility of coming back decades later so it nearly killed me twice, I’d probably want revenge too.
A ‘Danny and Dick are brothers’ story, but… it starts with them learning that Phantomis Dick’s brother.
Like, maybe they have a family birthmark, or someone accidentally ran tests on Phantom’s blood and got closest hit on Dick, or (so far my favorite) someone tried to torment Nightwing by making him face the summoned souls of his dead relatives and Phantom pops up as well.
So we have Dick, I Have Been Conditioned To Develop Emotional Attachment To Any Child Put In Front Of Me And Called My Little Sibling And This Little Brother Died Before I Even Knew Him.
And Danny, No One Can Know I’m Half-Dead Half-Alive But This Guy Is This Close To Crying Because He Thinks I’m Dead-Dead What Do I Do?!
Danny Fenton is Bruce Wayne’s son AU, but Alfred is the one to discover Danny first.
Idk how or why Alfred would discover Danny first, maybe a ghost scuffle takes Danny too far from home and Alfred, out on errands, spots him in Fenton form and is like, “Another secret child of Bruce’s???”
I just want Alfred to be the one to bright light of this situation!!
Danny works at the grocery store Alfred frequents. Alfred is a regular and Danny gives good tips on what kinds of junkfood he can keep stock for teenage/young adult guys. So they get decently acquainted and it’s obvious to Alfred that Danny has been through way more shit than he’s letting on. Danny reminds him of Bruce so much that he takes quite a liking to Danny. It’s even a bit uncanny to how much Danny seems like a copy of Bruce at the same age
It would be like a 18/19 year old Danny, freshly moved to Gotham and trying to make rent kinda of scenario. Danny offhandedly mentions how he’ll have to cut back on groceries one month and then Alfred offers him a job of doing some grounds keeping on the Manner. Danny’s decently built so Alfred gives him some more heavier duty tasks that he himself can’t really do anymore and Danny is thrilled
And so at least once a day every week Danny heads up to Wayne manor and works with Alfred all day. The pay is fantastic (Alfred shushed him when Danny eyed the large stack of cash warily) and he gets free lunch and dinner. He’s not a bad cook either so Danny will also help make Dinner sometimes. So ya it’s just Danny and Alfred vibing. They get along fantastically and Danny looks foreword to seeing him. Alfred reminds him of Clockwork and somehow he manages to make tea taste like the best thing in the world
Eventually Danny mentions he found out he was adopted when he turned 18. The adoption records are nearly blank with the only clue being they found him in Gotham. He didn’t have much going for him in Amity Park (Fentons shut down the portal or something) so he moved to Gotham for the cheap rent and to see if he could find anything. A shot in the dark really because he has quite literally no information. He kinda shrugs it off and says he actually likes Gotham quite a bit and will probably stay for a while despite not finding anything
This would cause Alfred to consider that maybe Danny is Bruce’s biological kid. Danny said he had both parents so Alfred assumed that there was no way he could be related to Bruce. The adoption changes that and Alfred grabs a DNA sample from Danny and tests it just to see. Low and behold the results come back positive and Danny is Bruce’s biological son. The resemblance isn’t so uncanny anymore.
Alfred has no clue who the mother is though. It’s definitely not Talia (compared Danny’s DNA to Damian’s) and Danny’s to old to be a product of Selina and Bruce. So Alfred keeps it so himself for a while. He trusts Danny but it’s best to try and find out who the mother is before telling Bruce or Danny.
(Honestly it could be like just a fling Bruce had years ago or something. I’m not really sure.)
One night instead of Danny taking a to go box back to his apartment with dinner, Alfred invites him eat with family. Danny objects quite a bit (“Alfred I have mud all over my jeans and my shirt has holes and some chemical stains I am not ready to have dinner with Gotham’s Sugar Daddy”) but eventually gives in (“Danny it will be fine, Master Tim will probably be in the same clothes he was wearing Monday” “It’s Thursday?” “Exactly”).
And thus begins Danny’s integration into the Wayne family. Dinner goes well and eventually Danny finds himself eating with the Wayne’s on a regular basis. Bruce is concerned at first with Danny finding out their side activities but Alfred assured him Danny won’t find out unless they tell him. Hell Danny could walk into the Batcave itself and just think it’s some weird rich guy thing (Vlad had skewed his perception of normal rich guy and Sam has a whole ass bowling alley. Danny has a low bar) and Alfred knows this based on previous conversations about the rich people Danny has encountered.
So ya that’s about as far as I’ve thought about. I’d be down for Danny actually knowing they’re vigilantes for a long time (“Red Hood and Jason have the same energy and if Red Hood is a former Robin and Jason is Bruce’s son and Bruce happens to have other kids that line up with the Robins then ya you guys are the Bats”). Everyone thinks they’re fantastic at hiding it and Danny is a tad oblivious but really Jason reeks of ectoplasm but Danny can’t tell them he knows that they’re the vigilantes because how is he suppose to explain that he can tell Jason reeks of ectoplasm without revealing he’s half ghost.
Oh and for Bruce finding out Danny’s his son Id say Tim was doing a regular maintenance check on the equipment in the Batcave and stumbles on Danny’s DNA being put into the system and checks it out. Nothing really dramatic, mostly just confirms everyone’s suspicions. Next dinner (after words gets past through the family that Danny is actually Bruce’s son) Alfred breaks it down for everyone. Danny’s torn between “well that makes sense” and “why didn’t you tell me sooner??”. After a bit of a streak of upset Danny nothing really changes except Danny is around way more often. He doesn’t want official recognition of being a Wayne (“Fame sucks and I would sooner die than deal with reporters”) but would still like to hang out and get to know his biological family more. (“Okay since I’m now part of the family can I do at least one night of patrol with you guys? Yes yes I know you guys are vigilantes. It would be a great bonding experience! Yes I’ve known for a while. Does tonight work for you guys?”)
